His neck arched, glistening under the sunlight. The visual of his white, icy skin arose a hunger in her belly. Her eyes darkened and she licked his neck from the very end to his jaw.
A trail was left behind, a warm sticky and slimy trail that made him roll his eyes, and pushed his mind in a deep daze. The snake in him was quivering, twitching through the skin as if he had entered in cold water, even when he was icy himself.
His lips parted, "Manasa…" He breathed. She smirked, watching him wobbly, eyes closed, his hands loosened around her.
She grasped his face, made him face her, in her dark, deep eyes—a hanging, breath taking moment, he will never forget and then licked behind his ear, making him twitch and close an eye, his body shrinking with a sparkling feeling inside him.
Her fingers, caging his jaw then trailed down his neck, tingling both of them from inside and out. He breathed deeply, throwing his head back, feeling like snakes were crawling down his cold skin.
"You're so fucking cold." She whispered as she licked the curve of his neck, sniffing his sweet scent and licking him once again.
"You smell so sweet, and taste so amazing." She licked up Adam's apple.
"Manasa…" He breathed again, looking at her looking at him, when she suddenly pressed her hands to his buff chest and pushed him down on the mattress.
She watched him fall like a fallen angel, his hair scattering along the blanket of rose petals, his cheeks flushing and his eyes watching as she straddled his thick thighs.
He reached a hand to her, while she trailed her fingers down from his chin to the end of his throat. He arched his whole body, his throat popping up, digging his canine into his pink lower lip.
A rush surged into her chest and quickly she sank her teeth into Adam's apple, biting him strongly enough to make him wince from pain and pleasure.
She licked the mark of her teeth she left on his throat, then kissed like an animal up to his ear, relishing the softness of his skin and sweetness of his moans.
"Manasa, kiss me, please." He whimpered, as he cupped her cheek. She looked at him, his eyes begging for that kiss so desperately.
"You are so beautiful, begging like this." She said, her lips an inch from his. She kissed his cheek, her fingers grasping his throat like a trophy she's achieved.
He grasped her waist, begging again, "Manasa, please." His lips had dried, his throat pulsing as if she was going to spill immortality down his throat.
She wanted to hear him beg, that crack in his tone, that need in his throat. She needed to feel deep into her stomach and in her groin.
END OF THE WIP
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